At this time, Guan Xiao hurried in and said anxiously, "president, the situation of Jincao is not optimistic."

Yan Zheng Ling angrily said to the warlord, "you don't have to drive me out, I will go myself." Then he left him and went outside.

The brain of the cold Baron, like being bombed, suddenly became blank.

What happened to Jincao?

He suddenly chased out, "Miss Yan?"

Yan Zheng Ling turned his head and looked at him, "why?"

"Can you give me a ride?"

"Didn't you ask me?" Yan Zheng Ling was so angry that his gills were like two meat bags. It looks - it's cute.

Obviously still angry with him.

Han hanjue: "remember the website of m.luoqiuzw.com

but at this time, I suddenly heard Yan Zhengling's voice with anger," get on the bus. "

Lord Zhan went over and sat down beside her.

Guan Xiao is responsible for driving.

Yan Zhengling's eyes have been staring at the sunflower on the car. He said to himself, "why send me sunflowers? Where is eternal happiness in this world

Lord Zhan always felt that she was criticizing mulberry trees and locust trees. However, he could not think of any relationship between this sunflower and him. He would just like to be an audience.

Ferrari soon came downstairs to Huanya.

He felt that he had opened the door fast enough. Unexpectedly, Yan Zhengling almost kicked open the door and flew out like an arrow from the string.

While waiting for the elevator, the warlord stared at Yan Zhengling a few times. See her nervousness and anxiety overflow her body surface. The heart of the warlord was moved, but it was fleeting.

To the intensive care unit on the ninth floor.

The doctor just came down from the operating table and reported his work to Yan Zhengling very strictly, "president, Jincao's desire for survival is too weak. His breathing is getting weaker and weaker, so we have to stop the operation

Yan Zheng Ling glanced at his eyes and shivered. He said, "put on sterile clothes for him and let him go in and chat with the strong grass."

Zhan hanjue put on aseptic clothes and entered the intensive care unit.

However, even though he was concerned about Jincao, he was a man of few words, and for those who did not store the past, he did not know how to encourage Jincao.

Yan Zhengling saw that the ECG of Jincao was low, and he was very anxious. She also put on aseptic clothes and came to the intensive care unit.

Baron Zhan was astonished to see her coming What are you doing here? "

Yan Zhengling was not angry and said, "if you just look at him quietly, he will have the desire to survive?"

There was a feeling of powerlessness in Zhan hanjue's deep pupil.

He always thought of standing shoulder to shoulder with him. When the man moved back, Yan Zhengling suddenly took his hand!

The shivering Marquis was so frightened that his pupils were covered with ice. "This is the intensive care unit. Please respect yourself?"

Yan Zheng Ling Yu suddenly glared at him, "where do you want to go? Even if I'm a love animal, I won't be in this place

Han hanjue:...

Yan Zhengling took his hand and put his hand on the hand of Jincao. Yan Zhengling said: "Jincao, the person you want to protect is here. He is very good, so you must live."

Zhan hanjue looked at her in a daze --

her voice was like coaxing a sleeping child, so gentle.

Yan Zhengling realized that he was looking at her and looked at him sideways.

Her eyes had no time to modify, as gentle as moonlight.

I don't know why my heart suddenly jumped a little faster.

Yan Zhengling beamed and said, "you should talk to him. He will get better when he hears your voice."

"I see." Said the warlord.

At this time, the voice of the doctor came from the side, "the patient's heart rate recovers. It's great."

Yan Zhengling's tense forehead stretches.

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